This weekend I finally had some time for myself so I picked up Mark Manson’s book, “The Subtle Art Of Not Giving a Fuck.” I highly suggest reading it as it will change your perspective.. or at least the paired down article he wrote on this topic.
One excerpt really stuck out to me and has me thinking. Manson makes the point that asking the question, “What do you want out of life?” isn’t all that interesting. Rather, the more insightful question is, “What pain do you want in your life?” and “What are you willing to struggle for?”
We all want the good things in life. Like the shiny corner office and the big salary. But the more important question to ask is, are you willing to struggle through sixty hour work weeks to get there? Or do you just want it handed to you?
This has me thinking a lot about the various moving piece in my life, including StreetScoutMe. Choosing to get into street style photography wasn’t the easiest road I could have taken. It’s not a matter of running out onto the street, snapping one outfit, and poof, I’m done. Not at all. When I travel, I spend full days roaming the streets, awkwardly stopping strangers for their photos, getting rejected, trying not to take it personally when I get rejected, meeting some cool people, taking some shitty photos, taking some amazing photos, and being vulnerable to share it all. It’s a lot of hard work..and to be perfectly candid, I have to take legit breaks just to reenergize. But I’m willing to put in the painstaking blood, sweat, soul, and tears that it takes to build my brand – on my own terms – whether it’s received with open arms, indifference, or rejection. Because it brings ME joy. It comes with pain but I’m willing to struggle for it.
Since today marks the one year anniversary of legendary street style photographer Bill Cunningham’s passing, I thought it would be only fitting to share this. After all, this man died at the age of 87 and shot street style photography until his last days. His presence was so important that he was even declared a living landmark in New York in 2009. But he wanted to find the subjects, not be the subject. He lived a modest life….and even though he would get invited to at least 20 galas a week, he refused to be seated. Instead he would stand on the sidelines photographing the women that caught his eye, whether they were famous or not. Whether they were the most beautiful in the crowd or not. And no matter what, he was always willing to fight tooth and nail for the photo.
What are you willing to struggle for?